Remember the man cycling home from work ? Happy to go back to base, looking forward to a good meal and a quiet evening...
He arrived home tired. The lights were off. He crossed the damp garden, left his shoes by the door. He hanged his coat in the cloak room for it to dry. It was quiet. Very quiet. What happened ?
Dinner was not ready. His wife was not home. Her mobile was not on. He did not know where she was. He was puzzled.
He did not know who to call, who to ask where she could be. He didn't have her friends phone number : they were in her mobile phone. He couldn't find her diary either (she jotted her thoughts on it nearly everyday). Nothing was missing from her cupboard, the suitcases and bags were still in the garage. The car was there too...
After thinking about it, he didn't know what to do. He went to bed early, hoping she would be back when he woke up. He had no idea what was going on.
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He arrived home tired. The lights were off. He crossed the damp garden, left his shoes by the door. He hanged his coat in the cloak room for it to dry. It was quiet. Very quiet. What happened ?
Dinner was not ready. His wife was not home. Her mobile was not on. He did not know where she was. He was puzzled.
He did not know who to call, who to ask where she could be. He didn't have her friends phone number : they were in her mobile phone. He couldn't find her diary either (she jotted her thoughts on it nearly everyday). Nothing was missing from her cupboard, the suitcases and bags were still in the garage. The car was there too...
After thinking about it, he didn't know what to do. He went to bed early, hoping she would be back when he woke up. He had no idea what was going on.
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